SEDIMENTS

Best Feelings followed by distress, the quotidian cross, Evolution, a hope and a handfull of malice.

Dirty hands showing their scars and snake bites ! Ready to free the venom out, venom as a last offering. Slowly taking over the blood. Life is now running away from you. The struggles makes... you realize... your fragility !

This finger is blessed ! It can go through our chests ! But it's just too cold, the rest will dry. It can go through our chests !

If only our "helps" and "listens" could burn down their certitudes. Beauty attracts the eye, ugliness attracts the eye...(yes we will surrender)

The in-betweens ! The grey surrounding ! Making our lives what they are ! are no longer seen ! A gesticulation in endless mire, the very sediments of our hate and fear ...our hate and fear.

An environnement in wich sensibility has a bad reputation and where the word is raised with all consideration...all consideration. Showing it's superiority over the minds.

Giving all we have to keep our heads out of it ...our heads...out of it.

Raising our thoughts to avoid the doom of our hearts ...of our hearts.